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Chapter 676: Where is the world?

Xuanyuan Jing traveled to the southern domain of Shenshui with a clear purpose in traveling to the Central Earth Divine Realm.

This is because the dragon energy in the Divine Realm of the Middle Earth is very wide. Whether it is secular dynasties or immortal dynasties, there are vast dragon veins in the territory, and naturally there is a lot of dragon energy contained.

But in order to facilitate her actions and not be harassed by too many male monks, she once again regained the dress of a man to hide her beauty.

But I never thought that after she pretended to be a handsome young man, she would be so handsome.

She was indeed not harassed by male monks, but now she is constantly harassed by women.

She has seen too many such situations along the way.

Today she passed through the Middle Earth Divine Realm, which is equivalent to the Chiyang Heaven, one of the nine continents of the southern divine water.

When I came to an unknown city in Chiyangtian, I happened to meet the residents in this city holding a ceremony to throw hydrangea balls and invite brides.

She had only heard of the hydrangea balls before she was the emperor and had never seen them. This aroused her curiosity and went forward to join in the fun.

But after she came over, the big red and pink hydrangeas were smashed to her desperately.

She ran all the way, but wherever she escaped, the hydrangea would hit her.

Now, she was surrounded by these women and surrounded by an alley, threatening to follow the rules here, Xuanyuan Jing was hit by a hydrangea, so she had to go home with them obediently.

Xuanyuan Jing, who had never seen such a scene, was confused at the time. Is this throwing a hydrangea to attract a bride? Is it true that it is not smashing a hydrangea to select prey?

She treated people with courtesy and reported to her family, saying that it was not from the Divine Realm of the Middle Earth, but from the Southern Region of the Divine Water, and did not know the folk customs here.

But these words were useless. A group of girls surrounded them with their skirts and embroidered shoes.

There are also servants with good cultivation or soldiers from all directions, guarding the handsome, innocent young man with extraordinary temperament for his own lady.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Jing finally realized why Zhao Wujiang was so popular back then.

She had heard more than once that when the palace maids in the harem knew that Zhao Wujiang was patrolling the palace servants, they all looked forward to it. Seeing Zhao Wujiang, they wanted to come forward, eager to eat with him.

More and more girls gathered around the world, and monks kept approaching to block the world of all directions for their ladies to prevent her from escaping.

She shook her head and sighed. It seemed that she had to wear a disguise mask and could not dress up as a man in her true face.

She thought of Zhao Wujiang again in her mind and smiled sweetly. If Zhao Wujiang was here, she would probably laugh at the girls and say something like girls come one by one, don't worry, I will eat the rain and dew.

The girls around him kept screaming, and were fascinated by the laughter of Mr. Xuanyuan Jing.

Xuanyuan Jing slid the folding fan in his hand slightly, caressing the breeze, touching several strands of her hair.

She smiled softly and softly, just like her husband Zhao Wujiang, and she murmured softly:

"Where can't the world go?"

She folded the fan and threw it into the palm of her hand with a snap. The fan was distorted, and several rows of twisted handwriting radiated golden light.

The next moment, she disappeared from the spot, like a breeze passing by, and then she looked at it without a trace.

Only the girls and monks who looked at each other were left below.

The folding fan in Xuanyuan Jing's hand was just an ordinary spiritual treasure.

However, the map of mountains, rivers and country above was written by a god in the three Taoist sects. It was painted with great power and painted.

In addition to the thoughts, the space can be moved according to the strength of the fan holder's cultivation, and can also be put into the painting in times of danger.

In addition, the talismans on the fan were personally carved by Zhang Lindao, one of the strongest talismans in the Taoist sect. As long as Xuanyuan Jing does not provoke too powerful existences, he can use the talismans on this fan to save his life.

This is the treasure that Zhang Lindao gave to Xuanyuan Jing when he was dying.

The reason why he did not give it to his beloved disciple Yang Miaozhen was, first of all, because he felt guilty about Zhao Wujiang, and secondly, because he valued Xuanyuan Jing's potential.

The third thing is that Yang Miaozhen already has a greater blessing than this folding fan.
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